Chapter 975
However, the pain coursing through his body made even the slightest movement agonizing. He instinctively let out a groan.
Freya, who had been dozing off, instantly snapped awake. Seeing Micah's eyes open, she was overwhelmed with relief. "Mr. Micah, you're finally awake!"
As Micah looked at Freya, memories of their battle before he fell unconscious flooded back. He recalled her fighting by his side, her anguished cries as he collapsed. And now, the exhaustion and worry etched on her face. He realized that she had been by his side the entire time.
He pressed his lips together and asked in a low voice, "How's Nina? Has my father managed to cure the child?"Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
Ignoring the pain, Micah tried to get out of bed, determined to find Nina.
Freya knew how much Micah cared about his sister. With Nina having been away from the Yaren Tribe for so many years, everyone was concerned about her well-being. But still, Micah needed to prioritize his own health.
"Mr. Micah, you're in no condition to be up and about. Please, rest. If there's any news, you'll be the first to know," Freya urged, gently holding him back, unwilling to let him strain himself further.
Micah did not respond, his lips pressed into a tight line as he turned his cold gaze toward Freya.
In the next moment, she released her grip, lowering her head. But Micah's injuries were severe, and as he struggled to stand, he swayed unsteadily, unable to maintain his balance.
Just as he was about to collapse, Freya quickly caught him. "Mr. Micah, please don't push yourself. If you want to see Miss Ivy, I can go and let her know."
"That won't be necessary," Micah replied coolly.
If the child had not fully recovered, calling Nina over would only worry her.
Freya hesitated for a moment but then responded quickly, "As you wish, Mr. Micah. But now that you're awake, are you hungry?"
She was eager to help. If Micah so much as mentioned being hungry, she would rush to the kitchen to prepare something special for him.
But Micah was not oblivious to her feelings. He knew why Freya had acted out against Nina before. It was because of her affection for him. Micah sighed, his voice soft but firm, "Freya, stop focusing on me. There's no future for us. I don't have feelings for you."
He did not love Freya, and he wanted to end her hopes sooner rather than later.
Freya's initial joy and excitement vanished in an instant. His words cut through her like a knife. She had not even had the chance to confess her love, and yet, her hopes were already being dashed. en FindNovel
"You may not like me, and I understand that," Freya said, her voice tinged with pain. "But you can't stop me from pursuing you, Mr. Micah. I have the right to try, don't I?"
She was not ready to give up. She had loved Micah for so many years, working tirelessly to follow in his footsteps, all in the hope of getting closer to him. All she wanted was to be by his side.
"You have the right to pursue me, yes. But I don't love you, and I won't change my mind because of you. It's better for you to give up now, or it will only hurt you more in the end," Micah said, his voice calm but resolute. "Freya, there are plenty of other people out there."
His words were blunt, with no hint of tenderness in his tone.
Freya's heart ached.
"That may be true," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "But there's only one you in this world, Mr. Micah. No matter how good anyone else is, I don't want them."